She held his wrists and gave him a small smile, "Nothing..I just…just remembered something from my past."
His eyes narrowed with curiosity, "What did you remember?"
She stayed silent for a moment, drawing a shaky breath before smiling faintly, "My mother…she..she used to dry my hair."
He fell silent, his gaze lingered on her as understanding dawned on him that his actions must have triggered some past memories. After a few seconds,he asked, "Do you…want me to stop?"
"No!" Her answer came almost immediately, and she blushed lightly and added, "No…you did it nicely." She gave him a warm smile, "I am sorry, I didn't mean to cry. It just…took me back for a moment."
Ivan studied her in silence and once again, he realised just how little he knew about her, and it only pushed him more wanting to get to know her better from here on.
So he leaned forward and pressed a soft kiss on her lips before pulling her in his warm embrace. He murmured against her hair softly, "I understand."
